RECORDING 11: THE FOURTH MURDER.

[foundationmods]

A fourth week, and this is now definitely routine. Waking on friday, with the knowledge deep down that your number has yet again decreased.

You must still pull yourself from your bed, and discover who is now forever gone.

...But, wait.

What's that smell...?

((OOC: 2 people max under a heading, please! Just to keep things easy on the mods. You can switch out with someone else during an investigation if needed.))

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[boardreversal]

[Holy shit Gin, taking zero prisoners.

Normally, Battler might yell, or scream.

Now? he just shrugs. He's tired, done, and Gin isn't really a person to him anyway.]

....Whatever. Have fun acting like a kid, then.

[And he's just. Walking off.]

[foxetious]

[Thanks for admitting your sociopathy.

Gin re-dons his smile and gives a jaunty wave to Battler's retreating back.]

I will, thanks~.